When Love’s In Fashion

Sven waited a few minutes, just listening to the sound of her breathing, before leaning his cheek atop Elmira’s head.

“Tell me when you’re sober,” he replied quietly.

*****

To say that Elmira looked hung over was putting it mildly. Sven watched as Elmira forced herself down the stairs, tugging around her eyes to keep them open as she followed the smell of breakfast. Elmira groaned.

“Please fu*kin’ tell me I didn’t do anything too embarrassing.”

“Not at all, I assure you,” Sven replied from the kitchen.

Elmira slumped into the dining chair, noticing a tall glass of water next to some Advil tablets on the table. She quickly downed two pills between massive gulps of water.

“Fu*k, you’re a lifesaver.”

Sven gave a half-hearted shrug. “Breakfast will be ready shortly.”

Elmira leaned into her chair. “Breakfast too? Sh*t, did I woo the fu*k out of you or what?” She paused. “No wait, I can’t have, I woke up in the guest room.”

Sven placed a large plate of greasy food down in front of her. “Just eat something.”

“Alright, give it to me.”

Sven gave Elmira a confused look and lifted the coffee pot. “Did you want more coffee?”

“What?” Elmira shook her head. “No, not ‘more coffee’. How fu*kin’ bad was I last night?”

Sven lowered the coffee pot. “I told you, nothing you need be embarrassed about.”

“Really? No confessions of undying love or anything?” Elmira paused at the odd look Sven was giving her.

“What? I’ve been known to do that a few times.”

Sven poured himself another cup of coffee. “Not once,” he replied after taking a sip. “Though I’m admittedly a little offended that I didn’t get at least one love confession.”

Elmira laughed. “I’ve not broken your heart too badly, have I?”

Sven sighed with apparent mock-sadness. “You most certainly have, but I’m sure I’ll learn to get by somehow.”

Elmira rolled her eyes and got up to move the empty plates over to the dishwasher. “You’re a dramatic jerk-off, you know that, right?”

“I prefer the terms ‘eccentrically charming.’”

Elmira looked over her shoulder and winked. “How ‘bout ‘unfairly beautiful’?”

Sven choked on his coffee as Elmira turned the dishwasher on and laughed.

Sven lowered his coffee down onto its saucer. “You shouldn’t say things like that.”

“I find that rich coming from Mr. ‘I-hired-you-cause-I-was-interested-in-getting-in-your-pants,’” Elmira replied as she closed the dishwasher shut.

Sven had to huff a laugh at that. “Touché.”

Elmira wiped her hands on the nearby coffee towel. “I’ll stop if it actually bothers you.”

Sven wasn’t entirely sure how to answer that. “I would appreciate that,” he replied, deliberately trying to sound vague.

It didn’t work. “Fu*k, it actually does bother you?” Elmira tossed the coffee towel onto the kitchen bench and sat down in the chair next to Sven. “Why didn’t you say? I’d have stopped flirting with you.”

“I-”

Elmira poked the side of his ribcage. “Sven, you know I love to wind you up, right? Best fu*kin’ pass time in the world, but it’d kill me if it really bothered you.”

“The persistent prodding would suggest otherwise.”

If anything, Elmira continued to poke at his side even more consistently.

“Like I said, best pass time in the world.”

She glanced up at Sven. “You gonna tell me to stop or what?”

Sven sighed and caught Elmira by the wrist before she could land one more irritating poke.

Then with a firm push, he shoved Elmira off the chair and tried desperately not to laugh at her look of utter surprise.

“Okay…fun and games are over. I have a blog post to write,” she said.

“Feel free to use my office.”

*****

Phresh Out the Runway

Yesterday was a phenomenal day for me people. I got to walk an actual legit runway at New York Fashion Week.

I’m sure y’all have heard of Atalia Tirtzah right? The new ‘it’ designer with revolutionary looks; the rebel with a cause. Lover of dogs and women? If you haven’t then you should ask about her.

Anyway so she took a different approach to her show where she used ordinary women rather than models to show her clothes. I ran into her at the Reuben after party and she came up to me and said I was exquisite.

Me.

I almost squealed but my mama did teach me how to act so I just said thank you and smiled.

And then she asked me to walk in her show.

That time I couldn’t hold it in.

I squealed.

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So anyway I considered maybe rushing to the gym to do some emergency push ups but then my friend Sascha discovered this new hamburger joint…long story short; bacon cheese burger and fries with a shake.

Yum!

The clothes people! The clothes. Oh my God I have never felt so decadent in anything. The collection had a dog theme named for Atalia’s dog Fido Castro. (I love when people name their pets after dictators).

Anyway, I got to keep a belt from the collection and I’m definitely planning to buy an outfit or two from that collection.

Now let’s get to the clothes. Click on the link below to go to the gallery!